Author: James Masterton

Funny how these things can leap into your mind as if from nowhere. Last week, when the British media world was abuzz with the news that Radio One would soon be getting a new breakfast DJ for the first time in nearly a decade, a few friends started randomly Tweeting…

Travelling to work yesterday evening I wasn’t paying proper attention. Hence it escaped my notice that the train I was riding on was due to terminate at Cannon Street station rather than Charing Cross. When I realised the error, I rationalised that it wasn’t the end of the world and…

In the comments to the last posting on here, my esteemed sister raised the issue of one of the more obscure qualifications I’ve gathered during my time on this planet. For I do indeed possess (in the loosest sense of the word) an academic qualification in “Physical Education” or PE…